Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406: Another way

There was no response or movement, but he knew she was there. When he began to attempt to rise and go to her, he felt her shift, and soon she came around the wooden divider. He sank back into the tub, water spilling over the sides as he watched her. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

She stood there, leaning one hand against the wooden divider, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in a way that made her look years younger than she was, innocent, with those large, glossy hazel eyes. Rohan’s heart rate quickened at the sight of her coming to him first, after weeks of making no attempt to truly acknowledge him, after weeks of shutting him out of her world.

He didn’t dare to move, afraid that if he did, she might vanish, that maybe he was only imagining her standing there.

She stared at him for a moment longer, her gaze drifting from his eyes down to his wet chest, where water dripped from his hair that had grown almost to shoulder length since he hadn’t found the time to cut or trim it. The droplets slid slowly down his shoulders and over his chest. A look of admiration, almost hungry, settled on her face, making Rohan’s heart dance with joy. She hadn’t looked at him like that in what felt like forever.

Rohan’s eyes were tired from lack of proper rest, his head beginning to swirl from the many bottles he had consumed last night, but his cock stirred at the look in her eyes.

"Come closer," he whispered, and she moved away from the wood to approach him.

He lifted his hand from the water, letting a stream of droplets fall onto the rugs beneath the bath. Taking her hand, he placed it against his cheek.

"I miss you, love. I miss you so damn much," he whispered, his voice thick with exhaustion. "Are you back to me now?" He looked up into her eyes, unable to hide his hopeful voice.

She nodded. "I am sorry..." she said quietly as she stroked his cheek with her thumb. "I don’t want to be absent anymore. I want to feel alive again, Rohan. I don’t know what came over me for the past weeks." Her other hand came to rest against his heated chest.

Rohan’s body went tight at her touch, and his cock was in danger of poking its way out of the water from how sensitive he was to her presence, and how sensitive the wine he had consumed had made him.

She traced the sharp line of his cheekbone and then moved her finger down to his lips. He opened his mouth and gently bit her fingertip.

Belle startled, but she didn’t pull away. She watched in fascination as he closed his lips around her finger and sucked, feeling the warmth of his tongue as it wrapped around her skin, something new to her after weeks of being numb and unfeeling.

After he had left her in the room last night, she had tried countless times to snap out of it and be who she used to be before that night in the ballroom. She had failed and couldn’t even go after him to tell him she had tried.

Feeling his frustration and helplessness this morning had jolted her from her bed. She had tried many times until today to live in the present again, to hold on to the life that was hers, after she had seen what Deven had done to Isabelle, and after she had unintentionally killed Lady Althea. But the sadness in her heart had been too heavy to overcome, weighed down further by the anger at being unable to kill Jamie.

Whenever she closed her eyes, she got glimpses of Isabelle’s horror as men forced themselves on her and how many had gone against her.

The mark Rohan had left on her wasn’t stable, but this morning it hadn’t flickered. Instead, she had felt his anger and hurt, felt how her withdrawal was cutting into him. Belle didn’t even know when she got out of bed and traced him down to this room.

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